I am always glad to hear about him.

I have an immense respect for him." She listened gravely, with a sympathy that did not attempt to express itself in words.

On such a short acquaintance she had not learnt to expect a certain lightness of conversational touch which he always assumed when speaking of himself, as if his own thoughts and feelings were matters for ridicule.
"Of course," he went on, "I was in the wrong.

I know that.

But it sometimes happens that a man is not in a position to admit that he is in the wrong--when, for instance, another person would suffer by such an admission." "Yes," answered Jocelyn; "I understand." At this moment a servant came in with lamps and proceeded to close the windows.